Thanks for giving us the architectural splendor that is the Pompidou.
When this painting came out in 1964, Roy Lichtenstein was profiled in LIFE Magazine. The article’s subheading said, “Is He the Worst Artist of the US?”
Sleeping Girl sold at auction in 2012 for almost $45 million. So, uh, LIFE? I’m gonna go ahead and say, “Or nah.”
I can’t tell what’s more regal, Pegs — that full skirt or that Calder mobile. Hope it’s a good one, lady! Read more about Peggy Guggenheim here.
Every single thing Mallory Ortberg has written, like, already has my wit and humor. Can you let me get a word in, Mallory?! You’re just too quick for me! Like, take this whole “Scenes from Zoe Saldana Movies that have Center Stage Quotes Instead” piece. Like, get out of my head. This movie will forever have Shawshank Syndrome for me, no matter what I have going on or who I’m about to see.
Read this article in its glorious entirety here.
I am 110% about this exhibition poster of Andy Warhol and Jean-Michel Basquiat. I will admit, there’s a little too much Bruce Jenner being channeled in Warhol’s look, but whatever. I’m in it too much to say no.
Of their relationship, Warhol’s studio assistant Ronnie Cutrone said,
It was like some crazy-art world marriage and they were the odd couple. The relationship was symbiotic. Jean-Michel thought he needed Andy’s fame, and Andy thought he needed Jean-Michel’s new blood. Jean Michel gave Andy a rebellious image again.”
Preach! I often foster the symbiotic relationship of shoes and spending money at Nordstrom Rack all on my own.
WHY did I just find out that Mallory Ortberg put a “NOW HIRING” post on the Toast earlier this month!? Sheesh. I would be totally perfect for this job, Mal!
Still loving your work, girlfriend, so here goes another one. Read the entire post “Women Who Are Not Having a Great Time in Art History” here.
no don’t stop now
we’re both so fascinated
do we really all have to be here for this
oh good question
i don’t know
what’s the only checkers rule that we have in this house
dad
please
WHAT’S THE ONLY CHECKERS RULE THAT WE HAVE IN THIS HOUSE
the checkers rule is that we all have t–
THE ONLY CHECKERS RULE IS THAT WHEN I WANT TO PLAY CHECKERS EVERYBODY PLAYS CHECKERS
i don’t like you
No, really, Mallory — please hire me. I know I’m a week late, but it’s part of the charm, promise.
I feel like this chick was talked into buying one too many afghan shawls from Coldwater Creek before it went out of business.
This illustrates such a great, casual way to store your instrument after tromboning yourself to sleep.
Hey, buddy, you better watch yourself in this house. If you start mouthing off about the paint job, guess what? Here’s a chair in your way. Yeah, you like that? Oh, what’s this? Another chair. And lurking in the next room, just biding its time? Yeah, it’s another chair.
Yes, put it right by my ancient tapestry. Perfect.
I’m really digging this girl’s sense of humor. I feel like we should team up (wink, wink, Liz Galvao) and write something spectacular. Read the rest of her hilarity here.